resistance

It was November 8th when the fear really started to settle in. I desperately took my meds and an extra Vistaril and tried to will my body to fall asleep that fateful night. I had been logged onto NPR's website for the past few hours in order to watch the election results live, but Florida turned red, my hands starting shaking, … Continue reading resistance

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Pink

Today, I dyed my hair pink. Like, very pink. The "my-parents-are-probably-concerned-for-me" shade of pink. I'm racking up the likes on Instagram currently, though, so either it looks as good as I think it does or everyone else is just trying to survive anyway they can as well. Or both. Probably both. This was a process that … Continue reading Pink